Now up on yousendit:
The Tiny Goat - by The Gothic Archies
Now I will never think about this song again. Except that I will because that goat is inside my heart now, gnawing, and now that I know about him he'll make me sad forever.
::edit:: I realized what this song reminded me of. It reminded me of the short story "Miss Brill" by Katherine Mansfield. I had forgotten the title, so I looked it up online, and found the full text here (you can also download her entire short story collection from gutenberg.org). It's only maybe four pages long, quite short, but it will break your heart into little tiny pieces. Just finding it again and skimming through it, now I want to cry myself to sleep. I think you should all go read this story so I won't be all alone in this. But be warned--Mink, De, the sensitive ones among you--you will never forget this story and it will haunt you forever. I read it six years ago and I still remembered the whole thing. My mom never even read it, only had it described to her by me when she demanded to know what I was upset about, and she still remembers it. Go and be miserable, all my friends!
The Tiny Goat - by The Gothic Archies
Now I will never think about this song again. Except that I will because that goat is inside my heart now, gnawing, and now that I know about him he'll make me sad forever.
::edit:: I realized what this song reminded me of. It reminded me of the short story "Miss Brill" by Katherine Mansfield. I had forgotten the title, so I looked it up online, and found the full text here (you can also download her entire short story collection from gutenberg.org). It's only maybe four pages long, quite short, but it will break your heart into little tiny pieces. Just finding it again and skimming through it, now I want to cry myself to sleep. I think you should all go read this story so I won't be all alone in this. But be warned--Mink, De, the sensitive ones among you--you will never forget this story and it will haunt you forever. I read it six years ago and I still remembered the whole thing. My mom never even read it, only had it described to her by me when she demanded to know what I was upset about, and she still remembers it. Go and be miserable, all my friends!
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Date: 2006-11-15 04:11 am (UTC)From:I should swallow lye and lay down on the stove. :'''(
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Date: 2006-11-15 05:30 am (UTC)From:instead, I shall play norwegian gypsy rock and "you are invited" by the dismemberment plan, which speaks to the child in me who was never invited to ANYTHING.
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